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Unequally Rational And Emotional Thread; It's Negima with Everything Else Added!
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Aug 5 2012, 11:32 AM
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Prequel to the Dragon Ball snippet I posted the other day.
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Dickery Ball
"This session of the Imperial Council of War starts as of now, " Prince Frieza stated from his hovering chair at the head of the table. Zarbon, his tall and imposing, green haired, pale skinned, yet not quite Jokeresque, right hand man, sat behind him wearing a businesswoman's suit and glasses, with a tag on his chest reading Meganekko Secretary Zarbon and taking notes on an electronic pad. "Soldier Dodoria?"
"Present, Your Majesty, " the obese reddish alien sitting across the table respectfully said.
"Soldier Pooh?"
The yellow plush bear wearing the standard armor of the Frieza Elite Forces (much like all other plushies present) and sitting next to Dodoria said nothing.
"Soldier Tigger?"
The plush tiger sitting at Dodoria's other side said nothing.
"Soldier Kanga?"
The plush kangaroo sitting next to Pooh said nothing.
"Soldier Roo?"
The smaller plush kangaroo sitting next to Tigger said nothing.
"Soldier Piglet?"
The tiny plush pig sitting at Kanga's other side said nothing.
"Soldier Eeyore?"
The plush donkey sitting at Roo's other side said nothing.
"Excellent!" Frieza smiled. "We have full attendance tonight! It's good to see last week's motivational speech and soldiers Rabbit and Owl's unfortunate demises were not in vain. Now, as for the first and last subject of the meeting, I bring forth the destruction of Planet Vegeta, ruled by King Vegeta and Prince Vegeta, and homeworld of the Saiyan race. They have been charged with genocide, conspiracy, public indecency, child abuse and endangering, causing the extinction of the Splendidian System flying squirrel, spreading messages of violence and hatred across the galaxy, exahusting their solar system's food reserves, and just being plain smelly. The veredict on all charges is 'guilty', by the way."
"Public indecency?" Zarbon dared to ask.
Frieza cringed. "Haven't you seen them when they turn into giant apes to fight? They burst out their clothes and show their disgusting ape-parts to everyone! Just think of the children, Mrs. Zarbon!"
"I haven't married yet, Sir."
"You're right. Sorry, Miss Zarbon."
Soldier Pooh suddenly took enough life to raise a hand and ask in a slow tone, "Ah... sorry, Sir, but wasn't that because we cut down their budget to buy self-expanding battle armor...? Besides, I'm pretty sure most of the genocide they pulled off was under our—"
Frieza snarled, pointed a finger at Soldier Pooh and blasted his head off. Then he continued, quite amiably, "Also, what kind of megalomaniacal line of rulers names their planet after themselves? Do you see us calling our world 'Planet Cold', 'Planet Frieza' or 'Planet Coola'? Noooo. And besides, they, ah, have mass destruction weapons hidden there. Yeah."
"The Guardians of the Universe and their Corps might object, Sir, " Zarbon reminded him.
Frieza waved a hand. "Pfffft. I have it covered. As soon as it happens, we'll write in Wikipedia a random storm of asteroids destroyed the planet."
"What kind of race would be stupid enough to... Oh, sorry. Guardians. Never mind."
Frieza nodded. "Exactly. And by the way, this has nothing to do with that whole thing my psychic hotline told me about that Super Saiyan fated to destroy me. Ha ha! I'd have to be crazy to believe that nonsense! Well, since we all are in agreement, the session is over. Who wants to go for burritos?"
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Aug 6 2012, 09:30 AM
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Chigusa's epilogue for this chapter.
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Amagasaki Chigusa whimpered like a child as she ran deeper into the woods.
Naked. Battered. Tired. Humbled. After having literally everything in her fingertips, it all had slipped away in a few moments, leaving her far worse than ever before. She had lost years and years of preparations. She had lost her chances for revenge against the monsters who had taken her parents away. She felt like dying, and yet, sheer fear kept her running, despite the fact her legs couldn't go on anymore. Until reality sank in and she fell to her knees in the dirt, unable to continue.
Chigusa hid her face between her hands and cried bitterly. The damned brats, from the miniskirted nun to the Ojou-samas to the abominable Springfield spawn, had shattered her dreams, whizzed on the shards, and forcefed them to her. Now she'd surely be turned into an ermine or probably even executed, all for the sake of pleasing those Western bastards and their sold-out Eastern lackeys.
And talking about Westerners, there was a voice with a strong American accent addressing her now.
"Well, well, just look at this. Looks like someone was trying to run away without paying the piper."
A jolt of primal panic ran up her spine. She looked up at the powerful figure looming over her. Deathstroke the Terminator.
Exhausted, spent, and with the shoulder bullet wound from Yuuna's gun catching up to her now she had been cut from her alternate power sources, she found herself unable to cast magic. Not that she could even call for a spell anymore, since even her throat had given up, but she still knew she didn't have the magic anymore. She couldn't feel it anymore. What she felt was the boot to her face she got a moment later. It sent her tumbling back, as he said, "So, you wanted to leave no witnesses, huh?" And he kicked her in the stomach, making her whine pitifully. "Well, I can understand it. It's what I use to do too. Let me give you an example..."
One of his hands grabbed her by the neck and lifted her easily, as the other one reached for one of his blades the Ventriloquist had not taken away. She looked at the quickly healing bullet wounds Wesker had left on his torso, and knew she couldn't stop that man now. Not that she wanted anymore. She closed her eyes and lowered her head docilly, and hoped she at least could see her parents again...
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," a calm feminine voice warned.
Deathstroke looked to where a woman in a short skirt and tall boots stood on a few rocks, holding a long and curiously shaped staff. "Sailor Venus?" he asked. "I thought you'd be younger. Far younger," he commented, with detached amusement.
"Slade Wilson," the pale blonde said, not bothering to correct him. That woman will be brought to justice. You must spare her life. Don't force my hand, since the time of your judgement isn't due yet either."
"Give me a single good reason why I should do anything you tell me to," said the mercenary. "I'm not exactly impressed by your appearance."
Sailor Pluto slammed her staff down on the ground, which quaked with a roar. Strange ripples in the fabric of reality began to flow up from the just opened cracks, and ghostly shapes of the Teen Titans, Terra, and Wilson's children Jericho and Rose flowed out of them, swirling around the man whispering haunting accusations. The ephemeral images vanished into the cold air as soon as Ritsuko waved her staff around, saying "Don't add more crimes to your resume today, Slade." And she commanded icily, "Leave. You are facing an unknown factor, while still reeling from severe wounds, and more of those who oppose you might arrive any moment now."
With a gruff grumble, Slade stepped aside into the shadows between the trees. "Don't think this ends here, woman."
"It never ends," the woman said, just as coldly. And then he was gone.
Pluto waited for a few moments before crouching before Amagasaki, who was sobbing hysterically, curled up into a ball against a tree. Sighing, she hugged the woman, despite her frantic squirming, and gently placed a small kiss on her forehead.
"I'm not one to judge you, Amagasaki Chigusa," she whispered, rocking her back and forth in her embrace. "I lost that right back when I helped manipulate children and ruin their lives, destroying a world in the proccess. This time, both of us might still reach redemption. This is all I can offer you for now."
Chigusa trembled, clawing with her ice cold hands at Ritsuko's back, before just slumping her head on the other woman's shoulder, planting her lips on it and crying against the stranger. For the first time in far too long, another's contact reminded her of her mother's.
Then exhaustion claimed her for good, and she fell asleep.
Exhaling deeply, Ritsuko scooped her up in her arms and walked back to the others.
It didn't take her long to reach the spot where the children had gathered, rejoicing at their teacher's salvation. Sailor Pluto gave a small smile as she walked back into sight.
"Pluto-san!" Akira ran to her side. "Oh, you did it! You caught that... that awful woman!"
"No. You all did," Ritsuko said quietly, setting her down. "I think she might need some medical attention, by the way," she added, loking briefly at the Konokas. "She substained major inner damage--"
"Oh my God!" Erebus gasped. "I overdid it!"
"No, no," Pluto waved it off. "Someone else happened to attack her while she escaped, that's all."
Yuuna glared. "Are you sure you didn't beat the crap outta her yourself? It's okay, we aren't going to--"
"I didn't do such thing!" Pluto hissed.
Kuro snorted. "Everyone sure we don't want to kill her?"
Evangeline chuckled. "Are you kidding? If not for her, I wouldn't have had the chance to leave that miserable school for a change! She lives to see another day."
"I might have something to say about that...!" Mc Dowell snared.
Eva grinned at her. "Oh? The little cutie wants another spank?"
"Just try it, bitch! I'm in full control of myself now!"
"Bwa ha ha ha! You won't even have control over your bladder when I'm done with you!"
"Don't fight, don't fight, please!" both Negis pleaded.
The Other-Chao sighed with a pleasant smile. "We need to do this more often."
"Definitely!" the local Chao nodded.
A collective scream of "NO, WE DON'T!" ensued.
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Aug 7 2012, 09:38 AM
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More URAE. Set between SCM's current scene and his next one.
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Finally, Sextum grabbed the pummeled, jerkily moving, nearly defeated Quartum by the throat and slammed him against the ground, lifting gigantic clouds of dust.
"It's over," she said. "Will you tell me who sent you now?"
He growled. "I can tell you where you can go to..."
But before another word could be spoken, the Chachamarus enacted their part of the plan, knocking Chigusa out of the way and effectively setting both giant monsters over the lake for what looked like it would be a spectacular defeat, or even if it failed, something that would make them impossible to control anymore. The ensuing, deafening sounds were enough to make the Averrunci take pause at last.
Sextum gave the titanic beings a short but analytical gaze that was just long enough for Quartum to throw a kick up to her body. She dodged it easily, letting him go by tossing him away like a ragdoll. "This conflict will have to be settled at a later time," she informed, gesturing for Homura to place herself behind her, which she did quickly. "Our respective forces are in no conditions to deal with Negi Springfield's numbers superiority, and I doubt you would be willing to perform an alliance."
"You're right about that last part, at least," Quartum growled, getting back up and dusting his tattered clothes off as best as he could.
Sextum bowed. "For an inferior model, you displayed commendable adaptability and drive tonight. I look forward to your return to our ranks."
"Yes, well, keep on waiting."
"I shall," Sextum replied, raising a hand and making several streams of water sprout from the ground, surrounding her and Homura. "Farewell for now."
As the water closed around them, Homura leaned on Sextum's back, just so slightly. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "Had I done more, we..."
Her mistress, still expresionless, wrapped an arm around her shoulders, to keeo her in place and quiet. With a tiny smile despite everything, Homura leaned in further, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the coolness of her contact.
Quartum sneered as the water fell down into a puddle at his feet. Both girls had just disappeared as if the liquid itself had swallowed them. Giving the puddle a final kick, he turned around and flew to Joker's side, grumbling all the way.
Meanwhile, to escape the massive waves of water washing over the lake's proximities, Haruka had flung the nearly paralyzed Negi over her shoulder and ran with him, stomping at a rather respectable speed, under the protection of a wide umbrella-shaped golem Haruna had just drawn for them. Sora had made good use of her Artifact to speed Chisame, Misa, Sakurako, Satomi and Ayaka away with herself, while Keiichi rode another boulder with Skuld, Makie, Yuuna and Sailor Mercury as his passengers. Misora ran by her own means, carrying Nodoka and Kero on her back, while Chamo struggled to keep up with them, finally clutching onto Haruna's back as the girl rode a bizarre armored horse along a groaning Asuna.
"Saotome Haruna, rider of the Wild Horse...!" Paru Speed Grapher cackled, gripping the reigns tightly.
"Wild Horse...?" Asuna finally blinked, making the connection after all. "Wild Horse... Ranma... Saotome Ranma... Say, isn't that the name of your... Saotome Haruna riding Saotome Ranma?-! GYAH!" she made a string of disgusted sounds.
"Hey, you have an older guy complex, Asuna-chan! I thought you'd understand!"
"Screw it, age isn't the issue at hand here!" Asuna yelled.
Passing by on her broom, Valkyrie Black told Psycho Purple, who rode behind her hugging her waist, "We could have had it worse after all..."
Purple only nodded, while flying on a barracuda behind them, Deathnote sweatdropped. "I don't get it, is he hot or something? Because mine's definitely not!"
Meanwhile, Setsuna flew with an ecstatic Konoka in her arms, Sakurazaki did the same for Konoe, and Eishun, Takahata and Twilight Red kept up with them easily, the former carrying his wife on his back.
"Tsunetsuki!" Chisame gasped, looking back in fear. "What is going to--!"
"Those blocks of ice are too big and heavy. She, Roberta-san and Kuga-san should be okay," Takahata opined. They all were reaching a point past the water's expansion area, allowing them to slow down, looking at how the others handled the Kaiju situation. "Not to jinx it, but it looks like we are out of immediate danger. Is everyone accounted for?"
A final loud splash of lake water tossed a sopping wet Deadpool at Ayaka's feet. "This hasn't been my best night ever..."
"Pluto-san!" Akira looked in all directions. "I lost sight of her! Where are you, Pluto-san?-!"
"Right here," Sailor Pluto said, right behind her.
"GAH!" Mercury gasped, spinning around. "H-How did you do that?-!"
"This way," Batman said from where he was, right behind Akira's new position.
"GAH!" Mercury repeated. "Is that something you need to learn to become a superhero?"
"Pretty much," Batman and Pluto chorused.
"It's necessary for the supervillain business too. Otherwise, you can't pull any unexplainable escapes from certain death, and thus, you are, well, kaput!" Joker said from a few steps away. Next to him, the Romanian twins, Tsukuyomi, Harley and Temptress, all barely wet, nodded.
"You know," Chisame said, "I'm thinking we could've used a few of us drowned back there..."
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Aug 8 2012, 09:51 AM
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Epilogue: Luthor
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"Report me on Japan."
The tallest tower in Metropolis, the City of Tomorrow. One of the top ten tallest buildings in the world. On its top, the office of one of the ten most powerful men in the world.
Not with the kind of power expressed through muscles, eye beams or wands. But the kind of power that trumps over all of those.
The tall, well suited woman at the office with him spoke. "We have nothing in concrete. Three hours ago, the surveillance satellite that was grazed by a pulse of unidentified energy from outer space stopped working completely, all its data completely erased. Twenty five minutes after that, a second incident of unexplained causes seems to have jacked the rest of our satellite net around the area, although even then, the experts' opinions are divided. Some of them are of the opinion nothing happened in the alleged second event. Others say the supposed continued transmission of the satellites was somehow doctored. They claim there is a very small 'patched' pattern around the Kyoto area, but exactly what, if anything, happened there, we only can guess."
"Any activities that might be related earlier in the day?"
"Some meta criminal activity during the touristic area known as Cinema Village, and an attack of the gang of Jervis Tetch, Gotham's Mad Hatter, at the main Kyoto police precint during the afternoon. Since it was a holiday, there were no major business operations, other than a buying of massive property around Lake Biwa, early in the night. The Fujino Financial Group received a very substantial and unexpected offer."
"Who was the buyer?"
"Apparently, it was registered as the Konoe Found of Mahora City, but--"
The bald man lifted a hand, imposing swift silence. "I see. Thank you, Mercy."
"Something else, Sir?"
"Not for now. Just keep tabs on any future developments in the area, and tell the tech teams to give the satellites another intensive checkup. That will be all."
As Mercy bowed and left quietly, the man made a call.
"Naba? It's me. There's something I'd like to ask you..."
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Aug 8 2012, 10:02 AM
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The stinger!
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Epilogue: Arcueid Brunestud
"I have arrived!" she announced grandly, extending her arms under the dawning sun. "Attracted by the call of blood not unlike mine, I have come to make my presence known! Magical Princess of the White Moon, not to be confused with the other Magical Princess of the White Moon! But you can just call me Magical Princess Phantasmoo—"
The local universe's Arcueid whipped her head at left and right, blinking several times and overlooking the devastation around the lake. An overwhelming silence broken only by the whistling of the breeze was her only answer.
"Oh, don't tell me everyone left already!"
With a pout, she crossed her arms behind her back and began walking back the way she had come, at the slow pace of a sulking child.
"I wonder if Shiki and Sacchin have some free time to spend..." she mused.
Next: Kyoto Memories.
... Well, kinda. Actually, I still need to do the actual Sextum and Quartum fight, and the Joker epilogue, and I'm done with the chapter.
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Aug 9 2012, 06:00 PM
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Yet another preview of the next chapter.
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"It would seem both Sergei Kravinoff and Golden Darkness escaped during the confusion, while we were busy at the lake," Eishun explained, now in a white suit and smoking a cigarette while overviewing the early rebuilding jobs for the villa, Konoeko walking silently at his side. It amazed Negi they were starting over right after the situation had been put under control, but since fortunately no one's lives had been lost, he supposed they had no reason to delay the rebuilt of such an important place. "However, Batman-sama delivered Tetch's gang to the police, and Inugami Kotaro-kun is under custody of our forces. Amagasaki still refuses to talk and is nearly catatonic, but I trust we will be able to learn if she had other co-conspirators."
Haruka pointed at Psycho Purple. "Well, why not asking her to read the terrorist's thoughts?"
Psycho Purple tensed at that. Sending the authorities after Cosmo Entelecheia this early in the timeline, especially a Cosmo Entelecheia that seemed to have several Averrunci active at once plus the capacity to bring Mundus Magicus natives to Earth, might be sending them in a doomed errand. Besides, Negi himself might get involved at some point, especially if he learned of the connection with his father's destiny, and he definitely was not in any shape for it yet...
Eishun only smiled gently. "There is no need to bother our guests anymore, Suzushiro-kun. We have our own means to read minds, as well, and you have done enough for us as it is. Just enjoy the last day of your stay as best as you can, please."
"Where are we goin', anyway?" Yuuna yawned, rubbing her eyes with the back of a hand. After breakfast at the inn, the group had rejoined with the Konoes to head somewhere, but she had been too sleepy the whole time to pay a lot of attention to what they had told her.
"How many more times do we hve to explain it, Akashi-san?" Ayaka murmured. "The Kyoto home of Negi-sensei's honorable father!"
"Eeehhhh? He lived here too?" Yuuna blinked. "I thought he was English!" The other Yuna's journal hadn't mentioned anything about any Kyoto houses of his, although that had to be because she wasn't in he secret at that time.
"He spent a lot of time in Japan too, idiot," Evangeline grumbled sourly. "Or where do you think he placed that hellish curse on me?"
"Yeah, the cad," Mc Dowell agreed, puffing her cheeks up.
"By the way, Evangeline-san," Ayaka asked, "Hadn't you told us earlier you only could manifest yourself at the grounds the Academy bought? Why are you able to walk all around the city now?"
Eva smirked. "Don't worry about me, Class Rep. The old man is taking care of that. He is allowing this as a special occasion for my further education. Heh, heh heh..."
At his Mahora office, Konoemon sighed while stamping seal after seal on field trip permission after field trip permission. "Hahhhhh... I should have known I'd end up having to do it anyway..."
Konoka shuddered a little. "Poor Grandpa. I actually can kinda feel his pain..."
Maga Alba patted her on a shoulder. "It's okay. He's much stronger than he lets on..."
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Aug 10 2012, 08:03 PM
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Joker's Epilogue for the chapter.
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Hoshino Ruri stared very attently and carefully at the gathered newcomers (and returned Joker and Quartum, even if the former was somewhat... changed for the moment) Temptress had brought back into another displacement portal-creating flash of light. Attention to details here, she was sure of it, might save her life at some point later. She kept a very curious looking Burnt Alive Lion sitting on her lap, while Temptress hugged her from behind, resting on her, which frankly felt oddly nice, but also uncomfortable for precisely that reason.
"Once again, just to see if I have understood it correctly," Sailor Neptune said, arms folded. "All this time, you have been embarked in a mission to save the world so it can be destroyed?"
Joker shrugged indolently. "Since the plan involves just wiping most of the human race so your precious Mommy Nature can thrive, I figured you'd have a better reception to the plan, Pam."
"I haven't said I'm not interested. And don't call me Pam."
"I think," Ruri felt like pointing out, "wiping mankind, or even just most of it, off, is morally wrong."
Temptress smiled while playing with her hair, and whispered into her ear, "Oh, let them enjoy while they can! Bad guy plans always fail anyway. If you really want to change the world, just help me get the Holy Grail, Master..."
"You know," Harley huffed, "I'd feel far more relieved after hearing that if you weren't living with two children after getting a sex change!"
"He can change back and forth!" Burnt Alive Lion pointed out.
"That only makes it worse!" Uranus argued. "And shut up, plush lions aren't supposed to talk to me while I'm taking my medication, and I am!" After a pause, she took a pill out of an unexplained pocket in her Sailor Fuku. "Anyone got a glass of water?"
The old man with the puppet had gone to sit at a corner, rocking back and forth. "I'll wake up safely at Arkham, I'll wake up safely at Arkham, I'll wake up--"
"So, where's our room?" Tsukuyomi was asking, with Hansel and Gretel respectfully standing behind her. "Do we get porn channels here? Are the neighbors nosy? Do we have a gym? I won't have that hussy impostor calling me fat next time we meet. Why is the cutie clutching to that pale geek with the laptop? Are they girlfriends? Cutie, wouldn't you prefer an athletic and fit girlfriend instead?"
Quartum sulked at another corner, facing the wall. "Only got to kill stock demons... Outdone by an unit... an unit who is a... a..."
"A girl?" Killer Croc asked him, mouth stuffed with all the food just raided from the fridge.
Quartum took his hands to his head. "No! A newer model!"
"Who is also a girl."
"Yes! A girl! Huh, why does that indeed make me feel even worse about it?" he rubbed his chin.
"Can't you just take the path this kind of stories usually take and train stupidly hard to beat her?" Joker cynically asked.
"I have pre-set stats! Even if I trained all days of the week at all times, they would not change at all! My only chance is gaining more battlefield experience to gather combat data superior to hers!"
"Isn't that training but in actual fights anyway?" Harley asked him.
"Silence, or I'll start amassing data with you! Girl!"
Ruri began massaging her cahing temples, only to stop in even more exhasperation when Temptress began massaging them for her.
Only one word could describe the current situation.
"Idiots."
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Aug 12 2012, 10:58 AM
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Quartum vs. Sextum interlude. Since I can't make it work as a single big epic fight scene, as I kinda suck at those, I'll write a series of cutaways between them and see if I can weave them into a single huge action scene, or just leave it as filler between what the others are doing. Which makes me feel awful because it reminds me of Mana vs. Poyo or Setsuna vs. Tsukuyomi in the manga, but I've tried to do it otherwise and failed.
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Grinning maniacally, Quartum held a long spear made of flames in his hands.
Standing before him with a bland expression on, Sextum stood in a looser, more relaxed battle stance, holding an even longer spear she had made out of ice absorbed from the water particles in the air. It made Quartum feel somewhat inadequate for ome reason he couldn't quite understand, but the fact it was starting to melt just because of proximity with him reassured him. Seeing her mistress with her clothes askew, a burnt pants leg showing the milky white flesh that had been under it, and carrying a long phallic object dripping at its tip caused a minor nosebleed on Homura.
"Fire against ice is always going to have the same result, sixth model," he taunted her. "Ice melts for good."
"Perhaps," she allowed, flexing the fingers of a hand on and off. "However, when it is water versus fire, fire is always extinguished."
Quartum winced as long streams of water surrounded him from all flanks, erupting from the ground and converging on him at a blinding speed. "Curse you!"
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Aug 13 2012, 09:37 AM
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Bully Beatdown
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After trying to put each other down with spears, broadswords, nunchakus, warhammers, katanas and scythes, all made of their respective favored elements, Quartum and Sextum had basically gone 'To hell with this' and resorted to the good traditional fisticuffs and kicks, since even their long range attacks tended to negate each other. It had proved to be a bad decision for Quartum, though, as his 'sister' was proving her claims of physical superiority with facts.
As punches and kicks charged with water and fire were traded, a sheet of heavy vapor blanketed the area around the combatants, making almost everything nearly impossible to witness by Negi and his group. Not that they didn't have their own problems to think of anyway. Homura kept herself close enough to watch, standing wide-mouthed and wishing for a pair of pom-poms and a miniskirted colorful outfit with a '6' on the chest.
"Your last recorded location was in Istanbul, during the disastrous conflict with Nagi Springfield," Sextum narrated, as if hoping to jolt some memories back into his fiery counterpart. "You had substained critical damage in the previous confrontation with Ala Rubra, so you had been placed under stasis recovery. However, when Nagi Springfield caught up to us, the installation was destroyed, and your--"
"Don't say 'he caught up on us'!" Quartum growled. "You didn't even exist back then!" He tossed another fist to her face, which she blocked. "You never came back for me! It should be me at command of your field operations now!"
"It was determined you were as emotionally unreliable as Secundum," Sextum droned while catching Quartum in a lock and slamming him down. "Besides, we were scarce in manpower at the time, and we could not risk to go back for you. Additionally, our calculations had predicted you had been destroyed regardless. It seems we need to adjust the parameters of search better for the next time."
"There won't be a next time!" Quartum roared, lashing out with a furious barrage of high speed blows. She tanked a few of them, avoided the rest, and headbutted Quartum when he was in extreme close range. Grabbing him by the hair, she wung him around, smashing him against some boulders and finally a tree. Then she kicked his head down in the mud for good measure.
"I apologize in the name of the organization," she humbly said, pulling the foot back and offering him a hand. "I promise nothing like that will happen again, as long as I am in command of field operations. Please, desist on your agression. You are still a valuable asset..."
Foaming off the mouth, he slammed on her, squarely hitting her in the chest with both fists.
She squinted her eyes in a very icy way. "I see. It will be your prefered way, then."
And she got serious.
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Aug 17 2012, 04:43 AM
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Is this going to turn into a spell powered brother-sister spat?
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Yes I am. I said I would, and I hate going back on my word. IANCE, you pustulating whoreson, I am going to find you when this is over. They will make a torture porn movie about your death, and they will have to tone it down to maintain suspension of disbelief.
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There there. Go do evil things in the name of the government to feel better.
There Be Whales Here
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Aug 17 2012, 09:48 AM
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After finally making it back to the Inn, everyone only had a couple of hours to grab some sleep before their paper copies exhausted themselves. Negi and most of the girls were tired enough to go straight for their futons, but not Setsuna. As the others slept, she quickly readied a small bundle with some of her belongings and sneaked quietly out the back door.
She kept on staring at the photo of Konoka in her hand as she walked on. Now no one was looking at her, she let her tears flow out freely, while a sharp pang of pain drilled through her heart. But she had to do it, she had been a complete failure on all levels, and not only that, but she had stood before Konoka as the hideous monster she was...
"A bit early to go catch the train, Sakurazaki, " a dryly sarcastic voice said from behind her.
Damn it. She was so absorbed into her misery, she didn't feel them coming. Yet another failure to add to her ever growing list. With a humorless expression, she turned around to face Chisame, Chamo, Negi, and Angel GA Rd, all of whom stood there, visibly exhausted but firmly on their feet.
"Don't try to stop me, " Setsuna said. "And don't misinterpret me. I'm not abandoning my vigilance duties like a coward; I'll keep on watching over Ojou-sama, but now from a distance, as it should be. I have decided on this, and there is no other way for one who has fallen in such a low disgrace as me."
"Which disgrace?" an annoyed Chisame snarled. "That we saw you have wings? Look, I know I'm always the first one to complain about how our class is full of weirdos, but what do you care about what people like me thinks?"
"Yes, Setsuna-san, " Negi nodded. "If even Chisame-san can accept you for what you are, everyone will!"
"Hey, are you saying I'm some kind of bigot? Ungrateful brat, who was the one who kept you in her home right after learning you were a magic using, clothes blowing freak!"
"Ehhhh! I, I thought that was what you were intending to mean, Chisame-san!"
"Th-This isn't about you!" Setsuna snapped. "I couldn't look at Ojou-sama's face anymore, knowing that not only I hid my true nature from her for years, not only I helped to keep her from realizing her own gifts for all of her life, but I even failed to protect her properly! Kasuga-san had to rescue her for me!"
"You did an excellent work defending her against the demons later on, " her counterpart recalled.
"That was a group effort! I'll never be like you. Unlike yours, my blood is doubly tainted. Not only I am a crow demon, but our father's wicked blood, the same that runs through Tsukuyomi, pumps through my veins as well. I know you'll try convincing me of how your Ojou-sama accepts you regardless of your condition, but mine is far worse!"
"Nonsense!" Sakurazaki barked. "That's your excuse? That you are the same as Tsukuyomi? Can't you think of anything better?"
"And besides, you still can prove yourself, Setsuna-neechan!" Chamo said, with a glint in an eye. "Last night you just lacked firepower, that's all! And do you know why? Because you haven't made a Pactio with the Bro, unlike GAR-chan here!"
"C-Chamo!" Negi gulped.
Chisame sighed. "Of course we'd get to this..."
"I'm GARd, not GAR, " Sakurazaki lamely pointed out.
"Same thing!" the ermine cried. "Setsuna-nee, to get all the feats GA Rd-nee ever achieved, you're going to need a Pactio! Well, two, actually, but we'll go one step at a time. So why not to go to the point and kiss the Bro already? Unless, of course, you'd prefer going with Konoka-nee first, but I wouldn't advice it until she's gained more control over her power..."
Setsuna broke into a violent fit of coughing.
With a patient sigh, Sakurazaki reached over to pat her back until she was done. Was she ever that bad?
"Feeling better now?" she finally asked.
"Uuuhhh..." Setsuna gurgled, eyeing everyone suspiciously.
Chamo blew some gray smoke from his suddenly present cigarette. "The way I see it, Nee-san, you could either run away from your duties at Konoka-nee's side, remaining a distant occasional helper, or you actually could be as useful as you are able of being, forming part of a team that includes your protege, balancing your strenghts with everyone else's, gaining top notch training rather than stagnating all alone. What do you think would be better for Konoka-nee's sake?"
Setsuna's eyebrows twitched. "You're putting it a way that fits your own goals, Chamo-san, but I couldn't possibly impose myself—"
"I've talked it earlier with the Bro and Anego here, " the ermine said, "and they're both okay with it. It's for everyone's benefit, after all!"
"I don't know. I still think it's—"
Then she drew in a deep breath and expulsed it the same way.
"Setsuna-san, " Negi started, "We all will understand if you wish to stay out of our immediately close association, but I beg you, don't leave us. You're a very important part of our class, not to mention Konoka-san's life. We all would miss you too much, wouldn't we, Chisame-san?"
"Huh? Oh, yes, sure thing..."
Setsuna looked down at him for a moment, then at the stoically quiet and silent Sakurazaki, and finally gave a single nod. "Very well. I will do it."
"THAT'S IT!" Chamo leaped up in glee, a piece of chalk already between his fingers. Diligently, he drew the alliance circle in a pair of blinks, and then grinned at Setsuna. "Not changing your opinion yet, are you?"
The pale girl frowned. "The path of the sword is not one for doubts, " she told him, before stepping in front of a gulping Negi. She lifted his chin up a bit and softly asked, "Please be honest. Are you sure you are doing this out of your own will? Not because you are being pressured into it?"
"Are you?" he asked back.
After a moment of silence, they said "No, " at the same time, and then kissed.
Chamo jumped in a perfectly vertical spiral, waving hyperspace fans in all directions. "PACTIOOOO!"
"Huh, " Sakurazaki rasped uncomfortably. "It's so strange, seeing this happening again, but from the outside..."
Then she took a photo with her cellphone. Maga Alba would never forgive her if she didn't bring her one, after all.
Chisame only watched in a fully unreadable silence.
Angel GARd grabbed the card right as it appeared, taking a good look at it. It was identical to her own to the last detail, which would be a plus if she ever had to train that girl.
Sacurazaci Setuna.
Gladiara Alata.
Setsuna finally pulled back, with a face as red as Negi's, and breathing heavy. She covered her mouth with a hand, wondering why the hell she had liked that so much. Other than her childlike infatuation with Keitaro-sempai when she lived at Hinata, she had never had any particular feelings at contact with any man, not even during previous encounters with Negi. Then again, she tried to reassure herself, a mouth kiss was very different from anything she had ever done before. To be honest, it rattled her a bit seeing that, despite his blush, Negi seemed to have taken the kiss as normal in the aftermath. Well, after kissing twelve other females, she supposed he had to be growing used to it, but that was disturbing in its own way, too.
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Aug 17 2012, 02:34 PM
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Let's Watch Nanoha Wits, magic, and hardboiled monologues. My other claims to fame.
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Aug 17 2012, 02:52 PM
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Yeah, right now, it's just a magic-powered game of uncle...
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Yes I am. I said I would, and I hate going back on my word. IANCE, you pustulating whoreson, I am going to find you when this is over. They will make a torture porn movie about your death, and they will have to tone it down to maintain suspension of disbelief.
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"I can't believe it!" Asakura Kazumi fumed as she marched down the corridor leading to the baths, followed by a calmly smiling Misa. "I missed all of that?-! THE news of the century passed by while I slept like a log?-! What kind of friends are you, not telling me anything until it was over?"
Misa made a disapproving but playful sound with her tongue. "Tch, don't think it was all fun! We nearly died several times over! Really, you're taking this way too seriously. If anything, you were lucky you weren't there! You could have been frozen like Iinchou's Terminator maid or the creepy biker sempai!"
"I don't care about the risks!" Asakura protested, with a hand on her chest. "That's something any good journalist must be willing to accept! But really, you guys even had Batman there with you, and didn't even bring a meager picture of him! If I had Batman right before me like that, I'd--"
Then she bit her tongue, as she saw a rather big and imposing foreign man with short black hair returning from the men's baths. The man passed by next to them without a word, soon disappearing behind another corner.
"You don't think he heard anything, do you?" Mis felt like whispering.
"Nah," Kazumi said. "And even if he did, he's an American. Odds are he wouldn't understand half of what we were saying anyway. Regardless, I'm having my big shocking exclusives one way or another!"
"What do you mean?" Misa asked, frowning.
Asakura winked an eye to her. "Wanna help me go for some group photos?"
"For the trip book? I'll pass. That's boring...!"
Kazumi chuckled. "I was actually thinking of something more fitting another kind of book..."
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"Man, I still don't know if this is the best or worst class trip I've ever had..." Yuuna said, resting her back on the edge of the onsen she was sitting in. "I feel like it lasted months and months..."
"It ws very fun, though!" Makie giggled while toweling her own back. Smooth, healthy, unmarked back, Ako thought with a sad inward sigh. "The only thing that would have made it better was if I could have kissed Negi-kun!"
"Makie-chan, you did it," Akira reminded her, with her eyes closed and on the edge of taking a nap right where she was.
"It doesn't count, since I was drunk and I don't remember it!"
"I heard you kissed a girl, however, Makie-san," Mana calmly said from where she was washing her hair.
"Ehhh?-!" Ako jolted in shock. "You did, Maki-chan?-!"
"Misa told you, didn't she, Mana?" Makie pouted.
"Actually, it was Haruna..."
"Well," Makie turned to Ako and Akira, "it's a very long story. Let's just say I had to do it, and it was with a girl named Skuld-chan, who... By the way, Mana-chan, where is she now?"
"I think she stayed at Konoka's house to talk with Konoe-sama and his wife."
"Yeah, well, you see," Sasaki continued, "we were in this very dangerous situation, and I was scared, and this girl just told me and Morisato-san she could defend us, so..."
Mana tensed up, looking back, "Grn."
"Something wrong, Mana-san?" Akira asked, failing to notice how Mana was subtly reaching under a wooden bucket on its head...
Then a flash startled them, just as some nearby bushes rustled. They all rushed ahead to see Asakura's head popping out the bushes, laughing, with Negi's ermine perched on her shoulder.
"ASAKURA!" Yuuna shouted. "What was the big idea, peeping on us like this!"
"Ah ha ha! It's just a picture for the memories! Not like I'm going to sell it for a high price and buy myself a new printer!" Kazumi said.
"You even have planned what you will do with the money!" Yuuna tried reaching for her. "Give me that back! Dad will never forgive me if that gets made public!"
"I'll give you a cut!" Kazumi kept on laughing as she ran out, taking advantage of her clothed state while they were naked, wet, and unable to follow her outside.
"... At least she couldn't take a picture of my back from that angle," Ako told herself.
Mana sighed and pushed the hadgun back inside of the bucket, as discreetly as she had grabbed it. ''I was about to shoot her between the eyes...''
Sitting at the breakfast area across Satsuki, Chao kept on reading her newspaper, unaffected by the shouts from the baths. "Arsene Lupin the Third revealed to be faking his death, stages daring escape from prison. Huh, good to see the world is regaining some semblance of normalcy. Maybe there's hope after all, ne?"
"What are you talking about, Chao?" Yotsuba asked her in a polite tone.
Brick Joke from a previous chapter!
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